Riding a donkey upside down, Chu Zhongtian held the wine jar in his right hand.

The little donkey walked slowly according to Chu Zhongtian's instructions, and followed the location where the yellow dot on the map should be traveling.

The little donkey, in addition to carrying a saddle, can sit on it.

A hydration bladder, two flasks, each on each side. Behind and in front of the buttocks, there were several fist-sized brass bells, and they walked with a clang.

Chu Zhongtian sat on it and watched a group of people with long swords in their hands approaching.

The speed at which the little donkey slowed down was slower than the strength of the legs of the group, and it seemed that it was getting closer and closer.

Song Yuanqiao, level 91, HP 43201

Yin Li Ting, level 90, HP 38012

Mo Shenggu, level 90, HP 38201.

Song Qingshu, level 87, HP 32307

I didn't expect to meet someone from the Wudang faction.

Chu Zhongtian glanced at it hurriedly, and quickly went through the plot of Yitian Dragon Slaying in his mind, and then contacted the location of the map, he knew that the plot should have gone to the six major sects to besiege Guangmingding.

No wonder, the first task is to become famous in the martial arts, if it is the plot of besieging the bright top, it can indeed be done.

Song Qingshu walked beside his father Song Yuanqiao, and the words of the sixth uncle in his ear made him, who was a little careless, look ahead along the line of sight.

On a small donkey, there sat a woman with a cloak of hair.

When he saw the other party's clothes clearly, he was slightly stunned, what a heroic and free woman.

The woman on the donkey moved with the free and easy movements of the other party when drinking, and she had all the pride of the children of the rivers and lakes. The complicated sleeves seem to be a little different from the dress of the Central Plains people, but they have a unique style.

The ears are feverish, and the cheeks feel the hot temperature, Song Qingshu grew up on Wudang Mountain since he was a child, and except for his mother, he has seen no more than five girls.

At a glance from afar, he had an inexplicable confidence that the other party must be very beautiful.

His mind was a little confused, and before he knew it, he followed his father and got closer and closer to the woman riding a donkey in front of him.

"Heroes, do you know where the light is?

Not far ahead, a clean voice sounded from the front.

As soon as Song Qingshu raised his head, he saw the woman on top of the donkey, smiling and arching his hand to himself and the others, and the sleeve swing shook an arc in mid-air with a neat movement.

The strands of hair that seem to be draped casually behind him are actually tied with a string of tiny blue beads.

The slightly rounded chin, with a slight wine stain, was erased by the other party at will, and above the small nose, there was a black band that covered the eyes and eyebrows metallicly. On top of the strip of cloth, on the smooth left forehead, there is a red peony flower.

Song Qingshu looked at the people not far away steadily.

Chu Zhongtian was a little puzzled, he listened to his friend's prompt, Song Qingshu suddenly became his friend, and his favorability instantly reached threefold.

What's going on?

His cheeks didn't move, his eyes glanced at Song Qingshu, and he found that the other party was looking at him blankly.

"Hmmm......"

Could it be that there is one more little fan brother?

"Three days to go. At the Song Yuan Bridge in Wudang, he took the disciples of Wudang to Guangming Peak. I wonder if the girl would like to go along?"

Song Yuanqiao saw that Chu Zhongtian was dressed a little strangely, but his eyes were covered with a black strip of cloth, and he wanted to be unable to move, since he was on the same road, he might as well go together.

The Wudang faction has always been above board, but it is not afraid of any tongue.

"Yes."

Chu Zhongtian smiled, and then turned over and got off the little donkey, "The beggar gang dominates the disciple Chu Tian, thank you Song Daxia."

neat movements, not at all like people with reduced mobility,

Song Yuanqiao's gaze with a bit of scrutiny fell on the bamboo-like stick that Chu Zhongtian was carrying behind his back, if he said that he was a disciple of the Beggar Gang, it was somewhat credible, but this clothes were ......

He retracted his gaze, he was just an outsider, and there was no reason to care what others were wearing.

"Miss Chu, these are my junior brothers.

Song Yuanqiao simply introduced everyone to Chu Zhongtian.

Subsequently, after communicating with several people, Chu Zhongtian sat on the little donkey again.

The disciples of the Wudang Sect are all men, and they can't bear to watch the girls walking barefoot on the road.

Chu Zhongtian's feet tied with a few bags were indeed no different from his bare feet.

Chu Zhongtian rode the little donkey upside down, let the little donkey speed up, and followed the side of the Wudang Zhuxia unhurriedly.

Chu Zhongtian admitted that the current feeling was a little subtle, even a little uncomfortable.

When the little donkey walked, it would be tossed like a convulsion from time to time, and Chu Zhongtian felt that the wine he had just drunk was about to be turned upside down by the little donkey.

It's a strange feeling.

Chu Zhongtian unnaturally raised his hand and wanted to rub his eyes, but found that what his fingertips touched was a soft band.

That's right! The beggars' unique face pendant, Yun Musha!

Not afraid of clouds to cover your eyes, the world sits alone in the wine fairy! It is the eyes that are covered for freedom......

Putting his hand down again casually, Chu Zhongtian blinked, his vision was completely unhindered, it seemed that this was really a pendant, and it only had the function of decoration.

After walking all the way, the sky was already dark before I knew it, and it was not suitable to move forward.

The people of Wudang found a suitable place in the forest as a resting place for tonight.

"Miss Chu, in the next Wudang Song Qingshu."

Song Qingshu sent some food, and by the way, he helped Chu Zhongtian to make a fire, compared to when they first met during the day, he was much better, at least not like a ......

Crazy.

"Song Shaoxia."

Chu Zhongtian sat in front of the fire and nodded at Song Qingshu, which was regarded as a hello.

"Miss Chu, if there is any problem, just call me.

Song Qingshu smiled, his handsome face with a gentle expression. The name of the jade noodles given by the people of the rivers and lakes is also appropriate.

"Good

Chu Zhongtian nodded, relying on Yun Musha's obstruction, and seemed to stare at Song Qingshu's white-clothed back with jealousy, with a little resentment.

So envious!

sighed silently in his heart, he couldn't help but miss the feeling of becoming a man in the previous world.

Now that he has become a woman, he has experienced an unprecedented sense of novelty. But such a sense of novelty, with the passage of time, made his original feeling of novelty fade instantly,

"The Legend of Heaven and Dragon Slayer has only been carried out to the siege of Guangming Ding by the six major sects, and there is still a long period of plot to be carried out, but it is okay that I did not come to the point at the beginning of the Legend of Heaven and Dragon, otherwise I may have to stay in this world for twenty years.

Chu Zhongtian sat in front of the fire, tinkling the crackling flames, and before he knew it, his thoughts ran far away.

"Big brother, tomorrow should converge with the Emei faction, and the other four factions should all reach the Guangming Peak the day after tomorrow."

Mo Shenggu sat in front of the fire and said to Song Yuanqiao in a deep voice. ”。

Song Yuanqiao nodded, stretched out his hand and stroked a wisp of clear beard on his chin, the two factions have always been friendly, and there is a layer of origin in it, so many times, the relationship is closer than that of other sects, and between Wudang and Emei disciples, there are also young people who promise each other for life,

Facing the firelight, Chu Zhongtian took a sip of the wine in the jar, the taste was mellow and sweet, and the taste was excellent, and he drank it all afternoon.

At this moment, he was keenly aware that a dangerous aura seemed to be approaching.

After passing through the previous world, Chu Zhongtian felt that his five senses were more acute, he opened the map and looked, sure enough, dozens of red dots were rapidly approaching his location.

Chu Zhongtian wiped his hands with the back of his hand, the wine jar was hung on his waist again, he took out the emerald green stick that had been hanging from his waist, and stood up.

Behind him, the little donkey, a curious mount, was grazing unhurriedly and shaking his furry ears back and forth very comfortably.

"Miss Chu?"

Song Yuanqiao looked at Chu Zhongtian, who suddenly got up and pulled out the stick on his waist, and also got up.

"There are a lot of people approaching. '

Chu Zhongtian explained, he clenched the long stick in his hand, and the skills of the beggar gang quickly passed through his mind.

Pregnant!

His blue eyes swept around.

Hearing him say this, everyone in Wudang got up and waited for it.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a group of martial arts people with black scarves on their heads to appear around.

"Not good! It's the Mingjiao Flood Banner Sect, it seems that they know that we are passing through here, so they have set up an ambush route in advance!'

Yin Liting's face changed, and after walking the rivers and lakes for many years, he naturally recognized the Mingjiao Flood Flag.

"The weapon of the Flood Banner can spew out highly poisonous water, which will stain the human body, and the skin will festering to the flesh and bones, which is really extremely poisonous!"

Mo Shenggu sank his face and explained to Song Qingshu, who was unclear on the side.

Song Qingshu's face changed, it's not good, if it's such a vicious thing, how can it hurt Miss Chu? His gaze instantly shifted to Chu Zhongtian, who was standing alone on the side.

Mo Shenggu's explanation, Chu Zhongtian heard it in his ears, and he looked around, there were about fifty people in the Flood Banner Sect. And the Wudang faction has the same number of people.

His gaze was fixed on what resembled a water gun that the Flood Banner Cultists were carrying, and the big guy could be remote. It's a pity that I'm a beggar now, and if it's a long-range attack, it's not a problem to get rid of these people in seconds.

Each of these people has about 10,000 blood.

Chu Zhongtian saw that they were about to stand in a queue and form an attack, okay, if you want to attack me, then let you see how powerful the beggar gang's martial arts are!

He aimed directly at the target, and the whole person ran a great light skill, and suddenly flew forward, holding the weapon like a green bamboo in his hand.

"Miss Chu!

Song Yuanqiao saw Chu Zhongtian suddenly rush out, and hurriedly shouted.

Chu Zhongtian didn't respond, and when he turned around, he came to the front of the Flood Banner Sect, and he looked at the huge water gun, hooking his pink lips.

Hung up and swayed, Chu Zhongtian swept away the four water guns and the sticks!

A tremendous force came from the long stick in his right hand and landed on the water gun.

In an instant, a special water gun came out of his hand.

"Time by six dragons!"

Chu Zhongtian had a wicked smile on his face, and slapped his left hand at a black turban sect member who wanted to stop him.

Four dragon-shaped palms rose straight from the ground as she stooped over and slapped on the ground.

The huge impact force caused several people around to shake into the air uncontrollably!